a person that listens has vision and is intelligent can still be dum def and blind
from a poisoned spirit in the purest form become left behind/
i'm the one next to find
the cause until a cure is formed gettin cornballs torned with lines/
i didn't sign with nike but just check the lines we can bet this
your neck will no longer be inclined with your necklace/
god bless my mind everytime my brain sneezin'
i design portraits of blood just picture a frame bleedin'/
until i flood all of earth's surfaces cursed with this thirst to get rich
so i enrich my flow hitched/
with the holy scriptures
you don't know me homie my skill are still an enigma/
i'm only concerned with critical measure of one's lyrical pressure
i'm god-sent with da flow although feel temp to deliver this spiritual treasure/
many to mention you wenches i'm here to tighten shit up wit tools and wrenches
and squeeze the weak out my zone you need to keep out cus you can't even speak out of my trenches/
there won't even be doubt that i won't leave out the game with no pension
its insane i gotta remain part of the starting line keepin you lames on the benches/

rate this from one to ten please........and give detail..........thanks